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Hey guys.

Do you remember that movie where the guy

pulled that dude's head off?

Oh yeah, that was sick.

- Yeah. - Remember that

part where the cops came to the...

Guys!

Look, there's a good one.

Hey, you got the last one.

Ah, fine.

Nah, give me that.

Happy Halloween!

We're not here right now, but leave a message

and we'll call you right back.

Happy Halloween!

Hey guys, it's your neighbor,

just wanted to check in and make sure everything's okay.

We heard some screaming.

Anyway, give us a call when you get a chance.

Hope you're having a happy Halloween.

And cut!

That was rad, killer stuff, Pam and Jack.

And the makeup and effects look so real.

Hey, man.

Jack?

Yeah.

Did you replace me?

That's not cool, man.

I'm gonna call my agent.

Oh my God!

She's like, dead.

She's like really totally dead.

Shit.

Shit!

Jack, shit, shit.

Shit.

Jack!

Shit!

Shit, shit, shit.

♪ Everybody's dancing ♪

♪ And we know the night belongs to us ♪

♪ Summer time is ending but I've got to stay ♪

♪ Got to stay ♪

♪ I can feel your body grooving ♪

♪ Come on baby close to me ♪

♪ You know I wanna hold you tight ♪

♪ And feel the magic of your body ♪

♪ I wanna be your baby ♪

♪ And I want you to be mine ♪

Behind you!

You should have seen your stupid faces.

Oh my God we got you so good.

I'm gonna piss myself,

that was so great!

Freaking douche bag.

Whoa!

Don't waste beer, babe.

It was a joke?

Not cool, man.

I'm so totally high right now.

I had you screaming at the top of your lungs.

Hey, I had her screaming too.

I had 'em all screaming.

The only one you'd better be making scream, is me.

You got it?

Get a room.

There's plenty in this old warehouse.

You wish you had a taste of Heather.

Whore.

Trash tits.

I'm sorry, new girl.

We were just joking around.

You know this is a choice Maddy mask.

Maddy?

Maddy Martha, the witch.

Evil witch!

Hunter of dreams.

Seductress of the night.

Slayer of teens.

You don't know, do you?

New girl doesn't know the legend.

What legend?

The legend of Maddy Martha.

Story time, bitches.

10 years ago today, Halloween night,

a group of teens were horrifically murdered

by the evil witch of the woods,

Maddy Martha.

Well, some say it was Lisa who did it.

Shh, we'll get to that.

Yeah, just let 'im tell the tale.

The year is 1979,

a time when music was rad and boobs were bitchin'.

A group of sex crazed, drug fueled teens

headed out into the night for one last blast.

A night of partying, sex, booze, and drugs.

I remember this story, man.

Yeah, you were telling me the other week

there was one chick with boobs in the van.

There's another chick.

There's a couple of fresh pears in the back.

One of them was this new chick in town,

some, some big old goth chick

they wanted to get into some sweet orgy with or some shit,

I don't know, man.

Turns out, the sexy was an evil as fuck witch.

Here are the facts.

Five people were found dead,

and there was one survivor.

Lisa Williams.

She walked all night long.

Caught a ride from a stranger into town,

and told the cops her story.

The story of Maddy Martha, the witch

killing all Lisa's friends.

And they didn't buy it.

She totally got arrested.

Because she killed them all.

Looney ass bitch.

Logan over here, and other local skeptics,

don't believe her story.

They don't think there was ever a witch.

Lisa was batshit.

Hot as hell, but batshit.

I wonder if she had a sexy sister.

Oh no!

She snapped and killed everyone.

Wasn't no damn witch.

Witch or not, crazy or sane.

The facts remain.

Since that grizzly night, this town has been cursed.

Whispers of evil, missing people,

and sightings of the witch.

Her tale lives on.

Her story lives on,

and on this Halloween night,

don't do drugs, don't have sex,

don't sin, because she is out there.

This is the night of the witch.

Ow!

Asshole.

Dick.

All right, bitches.

Story time's over.

Let's party.

Hey Champ, we're outta blow.

Go get more.

Okay, cool, just a sec, almost there.

No, no, no, no.

No blow, no blasting.

Really, babe?

Go fetch, boy.

Son of a bitch.

Man, this music fucking rocks.

Tunes in the sixties were lame.

In the seventies?

Boring.

This music.

Oh, really gets my blood a pumping.

Damn it, Paul, if that's you

bangin' one of them skanks,

I'll slit your throat.

Night of the witch.

What a crock of bullshit.

I didn't agree to a threesome, Paul.

Neither did I.

Oh, yeah, this is real.

Not fake, not fake.

Tasty.

This party's dead.

Let's bail, bitch.

Fuck me!

God damn it, Paul.

Is that you?

Not funny, Paul, you were supposed to get me more blow.

Damn it, Paul,

I knew you were banging another skank.

No fucking way.

Surprise babe, I'm real.

Really ugly.

I'll let you live if you tell them,

tell them that on Hallow's Eve,

do not lay with one another.

Do not indulge in wine and the devil's herb.

Do not sin, because I am out there in the darkness waiting.

This is my night.

This is the night of the witch, bitch!

Yo, witch!

Suck on this.

Finally got ya, sucker!

Come on now if you wanna live.

Are you all right, kid?

I've been to worse parties.

Name's Lisa Williams.

They call me Jim Bob.

We hunt witches.

You wanna finish her?

Hell yeah.

Jim Bob, saw.

What are you doing?

Wait, I can make you one of us.

I'll make you so powerful.

Just kill them.

This is my night, bitch!

Nice work.

Pretty choice.

Awesome.

So, you dudes have any blow?

Yeah.

Yeah?

So you wanna come with us and hunt some witches?

Totally.

Sounds rad.

All right.